Chapter 7 - Speed
EPOV
I hit the wheel again. The speedometer hit one-twenty and started edging towards one-thirty. I loved my Volvo. It could reach a maximum of two-thirty. What I didn't love was my Bella, crying in pain in the next seat. She was out. Still crying out and withering even in her unconsciousness. It killed me…somehow.
I kept driving. Facing forward. Tears slid down my cheeks. One of the only times I had ever cried. Besides when I left her, one of my biggest mistakes…the last time I remember besides that was when the vampire…James nearly killed her. When I didn't know what was going to happen. When I didn't know where she was. Wait, there was once more. When I thought she was going to leave me for that dog. Jacob. No one had seen him in a while. The other werewolves stopped talking to Bella when Jacob and Billy Black received their wedding invitation.
We would have to have the wedding at night. And Jasper was going to have to hold his breath the whole time. Most of us would. Bella especially.
One-fifty.